Lyrics:
pitch black from a heart attack than see your face again
Your sweet talk won't stop messin' with my head
I'd rather be your enemy
Than ever be your friend
side
I would rather be by your side
I would rather be by your side
I'm so sorry, I treated you so bad (so bad)
But I didn't realize what a friend I
killed John Henry,
I'm gonna leave that allowing up to you,
Well, was he killed by hard work or was he killed by bad women
Be sure that this ain't
Now that you set everybody free
What are you going to do about me?
Don`t want to be treated like some poor grateful clown
I`d rather go back
and the boots Don boost to stomp potholes
Mr. Job Kicker, ease off, cause I got soul enough
To sell it, yo let spell it, B-L-A-C-K
T-H-O-U-G-H-T don't play
See, I can kinda recall a lil' ways back
Small, tryin' to ball, always been black
And my hair, I tried it all I even went flat
Had a lumpy curly
There's a long line of mourners driving down our little street
Their fancy cars are such a sight to see
They're all of your rich friends that knew
well
It's so good to be here
Natural disasters, all these emotional rappers
Master of my own fate and I own my own masters
Don't let this smooth
chase girls to hang on their arm
Some fellas get by on practically nothin'
Some fellas get pissed in a small corner bar
And they'd rather be dead
You know when you say your marriage vows
They're supposed to be for real
I mean
If you think back about what you really said
You know, about,
of the times I was innocent but the judge said guilty
I'm not one to complain now son I tell you true
When the black cat cross your trail, lord
It comes in
Once again, my friends, it's time to rock it 'til the party ends
Rhymin' with timin', as EVIL E lets the record spin
Kickin' it, hittin', rockin',
need holding
And no holding back, I'll see you through
Sky blue and black
Where the touch of the lover ends
And the soul of the friend begins
be doin' this 'till six in the mornin'
Nothin' wrong with goin' all night long
Just not tough to put the brakes on,
Doesn't matter when you'd rather
I've tried my best to love you, but I cannot play this game
Your best friend and my worst enemy is one and the same
Angelina
Oh, Angelina. Oh,
See, I can kinda recall a lil' ways back
Small, tryin' to ball, always been black
And my hair, I tried it all I even went flat
Had a lumpy curly
no friends for to go my bail they slapped my dried up carcass in that country jail
Into the courtroom my trial began where I was handled by twelve
I deserve is no conversation
I been working all week
I'd rather be your enemy
Than any friend you think I would be, oh yeah
I'm just tryin' take you
No matter what you say or what you do
When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you
Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side
'Til 3005, hold
on Chromatica
Like earth, wind, fire, water
It's a natural force and it's
The only way that I
Can organize this super organism
That is the Earth
It's by making it
Jersey
But your heart is where I'm home (yeah)
I could fill up all my glasses
Maybe move to Calabasas
Say I'd rather be alone
But it's all just
they didn't raise me, so shout out Black women
So much commenting, show me what you good at (nigga)
Tell me the highs of the valley that your boots
still, the world can wait
Wasting away once again, once lived as friends
As time passes by, regrets for the rest of my life
The ones who I confide were
need holding
And no holding back, I'll see you through
Sky blue and black
Where the touch of the lover ends
And the soul of the friend begins
Discuss these rather be your friend by natural black Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In